Nash smells so good.
I lean my head against his chest as he strokes my hair and whispers sweet nothings to me. In this moment, I feel perfect. I’m no longer the girl with the broken heart or the lost family. I’m no longer the loser who was too ordinary to get married or fall in love. I’m no longer the plain Jane wannabe.
I’m just me.
And I feel so complete.
He tilts my chin up and claims my mouth, once more dominating all of my senses.
“You’re so fucking amazing, Scarlett,” he murmurs, no longer calling me Red. Not that I mind. It’s just that I haven’t been called by my real name in so long I’ve sort of forgotten that it’s me he’s talking to. “So beautiful,” he kisses me again and again.
I’m floating on a high and I don’t think I could touch the ground again, even if I wanted to.
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Nash
She doesn’t know how beautiful she is. How could this be? How could this gorgeous girl be at this point in her life and not know that she’s fucking amazing?
When Scarlett came on my face, I thought I would shoot my load right there on the porch. I literally almost came like a fucking teenager with no self co
ntrol. She’s sweet and spunky and I just want to spend the whole day in bed with her.
She’s on my lap and I’m kissing her, completely enveloped with her. I don’t smell the forest or hear the birds anymore. I don’t scent the sweet pine trees or worry about the sounds of little animals playing.
No, the only thing I can hear is her heartbeat.
The only thing I can smell is her lust.
“Tell me what you want,” I murmur against her lips, kissing her once more. She’s sideways on my lap with one arm around my waist and the other resting on my chest. She traces her fingers up and down my abs and up to my nipples. Then she pinches, just a little, just enough to make me groan for her.
She chuckles.
“Brat,” I mutter, but Scarlett just laughs. She pushes her hair back from her face and looks up at me.
“This is crazy,” she whispers, and I nod. She’s right. It is. Who would have thought that a lonely wolf would find a sweet-as-pie human in his cabin? Who would have thought a tragedy would push us together this way? Who would have thought we would find each other?
But now we’re together, and my whole body is alive with need.
I need her.
All of her.
Scarlett kisses my neck and runs her nails down my arm. Her eyes meet mine and they’re blazing with need. I wonder how long it’s been for her. I wonder if it’s ever been this passionate or this extreme. It never has for me. Never, and I’m no angel.
I grip her waist and lift her so she’s straddling me. Scarlett wraps her tight legs around my body and I kiss her a little bit more. My dick is harder than it’s ever been and I know that I won’t last long once I’m inside her tight little body.
“Baby, you’re killing me,” I murmur, and she smiles. This is where the seductress comes out. Sweet, friendly Red is gone, replaced with sexpot Scarlett and she’s got dick on her mind. She grinds against me slowly, moving her hips in a circle. I bite my lip to keep from thrusting up into her. I want to, but this needs to be on her time.
Scarlett’s been through a lot this week, a lot more than any one person should ever have to go through, and I don’t want our first time to be ruined because I couldn’t control myself.
She leans forward and rubs her tits against my broad chest. My cock is poking at her belly, just begging for her to grant me access. My hands are at her waist, holding her in place, waiting for her to let me know when she’s ready for all of me.
And then Scarlett licks my neck, slowly, moving up to my ear. She nibbles a little, bites at me, and murmurs, “Fuck me, Nash.”
I don’t hesitate another moment. I roll us onto the bed so I’m hovering over her. Her legs are still wrapped around me and I plunge deep to her core. She cries out as I slide inside of her and my own voice goes husky with arousal and need.
This isn’t going to be some soft, romantic time together.